Chapter Thirty-Three: Upgraded Sleeve Arrow

  First of all, let's talk about the lottery opportunity. Even if he draws the ultimate martial arts now, it won't quench his thirst. Unless the two blank spaces on the wheel contain heaven-defying treasures and he happens to draw them, there might be a glimmer of hope, but how is that possible?

  To say that the exchange points, before this he had 110 exchange points, originally planned to exchange two Qi Dan, but because of Liu Xuejiao's birthday, exchanged a defensive jade bangle. Fortunately, after completing the task of killing Yu Zeming and Zhang Xiong, the exchange points became 170.

  The 170 exchange points are just right, neither too many nor too few. But if all these exchange points were used and Tie Tou was subdued as well, then he would be thoroughly trapped in a dead end.

  But now he can rely on these 170 exchange points. This is his third and final trump card.

  Outer world.

  Tie Tou has already begun to brew his final attack. In a battle against someone with such a huge gap in strength, Tie Tou felt that he had been too careless and had even gotten injured - this was unforgivable, and now he must kill Yang Yu no matter what.

  "It's now or never." Yang Yu thought to himself.

  Tie Tou still has at least fifty percent of his combat strength, while he doesn't even have thirty percent. Moreover, he is originally weaker than Tie Tou, so it's fundamentally impossible for him to be Tie Tou's opponent.

  "What can I exchange for with my current points to defeat Iron Head?" Yang Yu finally played his third trump card.

  The intelligent program soon found the answer Yang Yu needed: "170 exchange points can be exchanged for all first-level items, as well as a small portion of second-level items. However, only two things meet your requirements, and they are not 100% successful."

  "What are the two kinds being talked about?"

  "Upgraded sleeve arrow, the steel needle inside is coated with anesthetic, once it hits the target, even a yellow-level warrior will faint, exchange points 120, belongs to second-level item."

  "Mystic Soul Fragrance, emitting a bewildering smoke. Once inhaled, martial artists below the Yellow Rank will fall unconscious within three minutes. Exchange points: 80. However, Master needs to exchange an antidote for himself, which costs 20 exchange points."

  "Please choose an item to exchange, Master?" the intelligent program said finally.

  After hearing the intelligent program finish speaking, Yang Yu thought for a moment and asked: "Intelligent program, which item has the highest success rate?"

  The intelligent program did not disappoint Yang Yu and soon gave him the most authoritative answer.

  "The upgraded sleeve arrow contains three steel needles, but the opponent is unlikely to be unguarded. The overall success rate is 60%. The Soul-Stealing Smoke has a target that's too large and not stealthy enough, with a success rate of only 40%. Moreover, once the target discovers it, they will immediately flee, causing the system task to fail."

  After hearing the smart program, Yang Yu naturally exchanged for the upgraded version of the sleeve arrow. In fact, when the system gave out these two items, he had already wanted to choose the sleeve arrow, after all, this item was more familiar to him.

  However, after being analyzed by an intelligent program, he became even more confident in his choice.

  "Exchange for Sleeve Arrow Upgrade Version!" Yang Yu had made up his mind.

  Three steel needles, a 60% chance of success; if he fails even once, it will signal the arrival of his doomsday.

  The moon is suspended in mid-sky.

  Yang Yu held the sleeve arrow in his hand, and his courage increased a bit. At night, the sleeve arrow was even more hidden, but Tie Tou was not an ordinary person after all, he was more vigilant than Yu Zeming.

  "Your time is up." Tie Tou was less than three zhang away from Yang Yu, and his faint tone conveyed his confidence and anger. In his eyes, Yang Yu was just struggling before death.

  "Come on!" Yang Yu shouted.

  "Hmph!" Tie Tou coldly snorted, his footsteps steady as he rushed over.

  Yang Yu had already heard the whistling wind sound, and without thinking much, his right hand lifted up, and a steel needle shot out.

  A silver light flashed out, drawing a bright line, just as Yang Yu raised his hand in that instant. The iron head suddenly changed its direction, the steel needle brushing past his neck, but it was empty-handed.

  "Not hit!" Yang Yu was shocked and looked closely, the iron head had already arrived in front of his eyes, one punch was about to strike his abdomen.

  Dodging was no longer possible, Yang Yu could only harden himself against this blow, and he also needed this close-range opportunity.

  "Give me the middle!"

  Yang Yu gritted her teeth and pressed the trigger of the sleeve arrow, and the last two steel needles flew out. It was probably luck that these two steel needles happened to seal off Tie Tou's left and right routes.

  "You scoundrels will die!"

  Tie Tou was somewhat distracted, but he gritted his teeth and charged at Yang Yu, surprisingly not dodging the steel needle, which promptly pinned itself to his shoulder.

  Have to say, Tie Tou is indeed a madman.

  "Damn it, the anesthetic hasn't taken effect yet and I'm going to die." This was Yang Yu's real thought, and the fact was indeed so.

  Yang Yu felt a massive pain in his abdomen, and he flew out backwards, blood spraying into the air. His consciousness gradually dispersed, was he going to die?

  Tie Tou was a bit dazed, but he still took firm steps, one step at a time, walking towards Yang Yu.

  "Die!"

  Tie Tou gave Yang Yu the final ultimatum, one hand stretched towards Yang Yu's neck, and surprisingly wanted to directly crush Yang Yu's throat.

  At this time.

  "Bang!" was a gunshot, followed by another one.

  Help?

  Who is it? Where did the help come from?

  Yang Yu looked vaguely as Tie Tou fell beside him, and a familiar person rushed to his side.

  "Master, wake up."

  It was Xiao Qi's voice. Although he didn't know how Xiao Qi found this place, Yang Yu put down his heart and opened his mouth with difficulty, muttering: "Leave him alive, I still have use for him."

  "Long live the teacher!"

  Xiao Qi found that Yang Yu had completely fainted.

  "What the hell, you actually want to kill Yuzi." It was the loud voice of Han Hu, "Fortunately, I was lucky enough to find this place, but whose handgun is this that I picked up?"

  That's all.

  Han Hu discovered a corpse not far away, which was Zhang Xiong's, and next to the corpse there was also a sniper rifle.

  "It's definitely this person, looking at him, he should have been killed by Yang Yu." The one who said this was Sun Xiao Ran.

  Xiao Qi didn't say a word, carefully checked around, then kicked Tie Tou a few times, found that Tie Tou was really unconscious, and immediately carried Yang Yu on his back.

  "Brother Hantao, you take this person back too, Master still has use for him." Little Seven said to Hantao.

  Han Hu naturally wouldn't refuse, but muttered to himself: "He's really lucky, I was so close and fired two shots, yet only hit his foot."

  When Su Qi heard Han Hu's words, she didn't say anything else. Sun Xiao Ran was already sweating profusely. "That must be because your marksmanship is terrible," he said. "When you fired the first shot, I saw that you almost couldn't even hold the gun steady. Fortunately, you still managed to hit the target, although it was just a foot."

  "By the way, what about those two little rascals over there?" Sun Xiaoran pointed to a nearby poplar tree, where two people could still be seen lying down.

  "Don't mind them, we've asked all the questions we need to. Let's hurry up and go, Master Zhang has been seriously injured and needs immediate treatment." Su Qi said in a low voice.

  "Good."

  Su Qi carried Yang Yu on his back, Han Hu carried Tie Tou, and the five of them quickly disappeared from sight, leaving behind a trail of chaos.